| Well, I wake up every morning
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| Rushin' down to work
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| I’m pawin' all my diamond rings to keep myself, I do the muck
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| Goin' down to Golders Green
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| Goin' down to Golders Green
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| Goin' down to Golders Green in my limousine
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| No curtains on my windows
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| No paint up on my door
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| No food up on the table
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| And no carpets on the floor
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| Goin' down to Golders Green
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| Goin' down to Golders Green
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| Goin' down to Golders Green in my limousine
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| Oh
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| Well, the neighbours, they all know me
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| Smilin' when I pass
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| But when it comes to Sunday, well, I’m the only at mass
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| Goin' down to Golders Green
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| Goin' down to Golders Green
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| Goin' down to Golders Green in my limousine
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| At night, I don’t go out much
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| I stay at home for peace
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| I try to make the most out of my ninety-nine year lease
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| Goin' down to Golders Green
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| Goin' down to Golders Green
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| Goin' down to Golders Green in my limousine
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| Well, I’m goin' down to Golders Green
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| Goin' down to Golders Green
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| Goin' down to Golders Green in my limousine
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| Well, I’m goin' down to Golders Green in my limousine |